The snake immediately charged at Vulcan with speeds that couldn't be described by the human language, using its naturally springy body to properly itself forward even faster.
Jormungandr would've fallen for whatever trap or plan they would spring on the serpent had they continued to charge forward, but...
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"
My Lord... I have come to request something of you. I have completed the labors that you have set upon me, and I have completed them with nothing but complete accuracy. My Lord, before you go into hiding from your kin for an untold time, will you hear my plea, and grant upon me a single wish?"
It was the request of a young maiden, the most well-versed in the Art of War across the entire multiverse. She desired a reward, but not only that, she desired any response. Anything to acknowledge her power, her loyalty, her love..
"Haha... You've done well. I'll grant upon you your wish."
And standing above her on a throne made from the corpses of his own kin, stood a man who emanated palpable bloodlust. His desire to destroy could be felt across all the infinite worlds, and yet, one could feel that he didn't desire to make his victims suffer. For murder and death, to this man, was the ultimate form of love.
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I wish to stay here. For as long as you remain asleep, I've no purpose. Therefore, I wish to guard this holy land, and wait until your reincarnations catch up to this place. I shall leave a piece of myself so small that you couldn't even notice it, and I will guard your sacred palace."
The man released a cackle that made it seem as if he was truly out of his mind, his glistening silver hair and eyes painted in crimson complimenting his apparent desire to end everything that faced him.
"I expected this outcome, Jormungandr. I'm glad. Of course, I shall allow you to linger here, but when the time comes and you must greet me once more-"
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I shall bring the best blood for you to feast upon, and the best opponents to quench your hunger for battle, My Lord. Your banquet will be nothing short of divine, Evil One."
For he was a King of Chaos, and it had existed within him since birth. He was meant to bring about the end of the civilization of Star Gods, to destroy his own brethren, to Kill the Earth. For that was the ultimate expression of the Daemon's love for this world.
"Let your desire beat until the end of time, my most loyal servant and warrior. I will now sleep for an eternity."
For her master had given her the opportunity to linger in the Holy Land. But such a long amount of time drove her hungry, drove her mad with ferocity. How could she have forgotten? An imminent death she saw had opened the Snake of Destruction's eyes.
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King Tiger's elbow drop did no visible damage to the creature's scales, it didn't even flinch as smoke was coming off of its scales. It stopped it's assault towards the group and immediately changed direction, hovering in the air.
It began to show... Intelligence? Somehow, the enormous snake Jormungandr who was previously shown to be a feral beast was now showing a strategic mind far beyond what should be possible.
Using its tail to strike tiger in his abdomen, like a spear and a blade to cut through space and time itself, Jormungandr flung King Tiger into the ground as it's tail rapidly compressed.